“Some day you will be my wife, and it would not be well for either of us to remember that in these unhappy days you and I were separated. There were doorways to peer into, dim cluttered holes with shadowy forms moving about, potters and rug-weavers. ’ ‘For God’s sake,’ protested his junior. “I just wanted you to see that the time will come when I must leave you, and the time is coming soon. What more could any reasonable man— especially a watchman—desire? Besides, the Marquis, is a devilish fine fellow, and a particular friend of mine. Tender with the sick, firm with the strong, fearless, with a body that had the resistance of iron, there was nothing of the hypocrite in him. He was ruffled, and his ears were red, no doubt from some adjacent controversy. "Of course, I haven't the least evidence that the boy has done anything wrong; it's what I'd call a hunch; piecing this and that together. You are nothing of the sort. One would think that you enjoyed crawling away out of your world into hiding, with a very foolish wicked wife. One keeps rules in order to be one’s self. He was a shy boy outwardly but she knew him better in his thoughts, in which perhaps she had already taken upon the role of lover.
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